poem written 4/23/03

[xxgthgrlxx69]

Alone

Tortured, neglected, by the one who was suppose to love me.

Told things, rumors, bad rumors of this person.

He hurts children’s hearts and mine was one of them.

I wish I never met him,

For this I now need to deal,

Knowing this was coming.

My heart now broken,

And never again will it be healed.

For this was the one spot; the only spot,

That

Comments

[talaquin]

Neglected seems to be the theme for so many people these days. I really liked this one, especially "For this was the one spot; the only spot, That he could fill but now is broken. What has been done can not be undone, Or filled by another man."